A/N Hey everybody I thought i would try to get up the second chapter today so that you won't think this isn't really a story that is going to be updated often.

All recognizable characters belong to Stephanie Meyers, any unrecognizable characters belong to me.

Crap, crap, crap! I'm late, very late. Arthur is going to be so mad at me. My French class had run 45 minutes late, and Professor Weibley didn't care who had somewhere to be or if they were missing another class. In my case, I was supposed to be at the farmers market 30 minutes ago to help Arthur, the head chef at Midnight Sun, take the produce back to the restaurant. As I raced across campus to get to my car I text Alice, telling her that I would be home late, because I would have to make up for being late tonight. As I was looking down at my phone I felt something hit my ankles, and being the klutz I am, I started to fall. I braced myself for the inevitable impact of the ground, but it never came. instead I felt very muscular arms surround me. I found myself not wanting to move. The arms, whoever's arms they were, felt perfect holding me, and good lord, his smell was amazing. But quickly the embarrassment won out and I pushed away instantly missing the feeling.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry," I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heat up. I couldn't bear to look up I was so embarrassed. On the ground was a baseball bat.

"Hey, I'm the one who should be apologizing it was my bat that tripped you. Are you alright?" he said, causing me to look up at him. I was momentarily stunned, because he was the best looking guy I had ever seen. He had the messiest, yet perfect, bronze hair I had ever seen, the color itself was like nothing I had ever seen. His cheek bones were sharp and angular, his lips the perfect color of pink with just the right shape, I thought all that was the best thing I had ever witnessed. That was before I looked into his eyes. They were the truest shade of green I had ever seen; they had flecks of darker and lighter green in them too.

"Yeah, I'm okay. And it isn't your fault. I should have been watching where I was going. Lord knows I'm a klutz and can't walk and look at my phone at the same time," I stuttered off stopping abruptly at the end because I realized I was talking too much. He chuckled. I finally looked down to see what he was wearing and saw a PSU baseball shirt. "So, baseball huh? I'm good friends with a couple of the guys and their girlfriends."

"Yeah, I love baseball it's basically my life when I'm not studying, eating or sleeping," he laughed. "Oh, wow, I'm sorry. My name is Edward Mason," he said.

"I'm Bella Swan. But, hey look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm really late for work. I'll see you around. Bye!" I said quickly. Once I finally looked down at my watch. Now I was going to be an hour late.

I couldn't stop thinking about him not the entire time Arthur was scolding me, not when Alice was talking, and not even when I was cooking, and that is when I normally let my mind go blank. He was always present in my mind, a random flash of bronze hair, or green eyes.


A few days later, I decided I would ask Jasper and Emmett about him. I decided to be nonchalant about it, or at least try, not wanting them to read too much into it. Emmett would tease me about it for sure, but what else is new? I decided to ask when they were most distracted, while they were playing Call of Duty, in the living room of Alice and I's apartment. I don't know how they got there, but Alice and Rosie must have left to do something once the two got zoned into the game.

"Hey guys do you know the baseball player, Edward Mason? I kind of tripped over his bat this morning. And, I don't know, I kind of left in a hurry because I was already late and I wanted to apologize," I said quickly knowing that they would try to press it further.

"Can't walk a straight line without almost killing some precious baseball gear? Bellarina! Learn to have some grace!" Emmett had taken to calling me Bellarina because of just that. I don't have any grace and ballerinas obviously do. "Oh, and about Edward, the one you are so obviously crushing over, yes we know him. He seems to be a pretty good guy. He's a wicked third basemen, but keeps to himself most of the time."

"Emmett Cullen, I am not crushing over him! You have no idea what you are talking about!" I said to him at a ridiculously loud level. I felt myself flush embarrassed at my outburst. I looked to Jasper for help but he looked at me and shrugged.

"Bells, it's pretty obvious that you like the guy. Otherwise there is no reason for you to even ask about him. Well that, and you blushed giving yourself away. Do I need to remind you that everyone can read you like an open book?" Jasper asked the last question sarcastically, and I glared at him. He was so not helping he was just egging Emmett on and he knew it. I think he was in the mood for a session of, let's embarrass Bella!

That's when Emmett decided to pipe back in, "So Bella, what is it about young Edward that interests you enough to take time from your busy day to ask about him? Is it his people skills or is it his dashing good looks?" I just continued to sit there and glare at him, but as soon as he said dashing good looks my head was flooded with the sight of Edward.

"Hey y'all," Jasper drawled, as Rose and Alice came into the apartment, his southern twang shining through. He's from Texas but wanted to get away from college so he went pretty darn far away, all the way up here to Oregon.

"Hey!" Alice and Rose said happily together. They each made their way over to their respective man, Rose sitting on Emmett's lap, Alice snuggling close to Jasper.

"Bella has a crush!" boomed out Emmett. I felt them all turn to look at me and I flinched. "He's on the baseball team with Jazz and I. He plays third base, pretty damn good too. Apparently she tripped over his bat this morning. She asked if we knew him because she wants to 'apologize'. Bull she just wants to get with him!"

"Emmett, shut up!" Alice yelled at her brother having no patience for him. She then looked over to me and asked "What's his name? Is he Cute? Is he the reason you were late to work this morning?" She kept babbling random questions about him.

"Alice calm down! I never said that I liked him Emmett said that remember?" I blushed, knowing that it was a lie. 'You like him don't even deny it' a little voice in the back of my head said. I shook my head, looking at Alice I said, "His name's Edward, and I really do just want to apologize to him." They all looked at me and I knew they didn't believe so I just moved on. "What do you guys want for dinner?" I asked. It was my day off and I always cook for the group on which ever day it is.

Rose was the first to speak up, "Honey glazed pork tinder loin and sautéed apples!" She gave me a look that said I know you don't want to talk about this guy right now but we will sooner rather than later. I nodded in agreement and walked towards the kitchen, my sanctuary, pushing all thoughts out of my head, focusing on the food in front of me.

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